Do Revenge (2022) Best Movie Quotes

Drea: [to Eleanor] Your new vibe is high status c***.

Drea: It’s going to be fine. My entire life I’ve been a chameleon. Sometimes you have to pretend to be someone else to get what you want.
Eleanor: Do you ever worry that you’re going to lose yourself?
Drea: Oh, my God! Don’t be so dramatic. All I’m asking you to do is disassociate from your body, and be someone you’re not, so these popular kids will invite you to be in their group.

Eleanor: Are you in therapy?
Drea: God, no. Why?
Eleanor: Cool.

Eleanor: And we’re not concerned that Max is going to realize we’re manipulating him?
Drea: Narcissists are too busy thinking about themselves to realize they’re being played.

Eleanor: Getting a girl’s attention requires weeks if not months of work. But according to Drea, getting a guy’s attention requires you walking past them once looking vaguely slutty.

Drea: Working at the farm was certainly not on my senior year bucket list, but neither was being a social pariah.

Drea: Carissa, right?
Carissa: Yeah. We’ve met before. You called me a human Birkenstock.
Drea: Cool.

Drea: [referring to Carissa] Shoe-faced veggie f***er.

Drea: So, what’s the deal with this little dinosaur thing?
Eleanor: Oscar Winner Olivia Colman is my emotional support bearded dragon. My therapist told me to get a puppy, but I prefer to keep my companions thick-skinned and cold-blooded.
Drea: Oh, my f***ing God.

Drea: You have to look impossibly hot, but also like you spent exactly one minute putting yourself together. It’s important that the girls covet your look.

Drea: [to Eleanor] Now, go get the dirt on Max, and make revenge mommy proud.

Eleanor: I know I looked confident, but I was profusely sweating everywhere. I tried to bring my emotional support lizard, but Drea said no.

Drea: I like your shirt. Did it come with a bag of granola and a matching pair of Tevas?
Russ: Wow. No, I didn’t realize that you also did the Peace Corps summer program. But I should’ve guessed it because your vibe is definitely all about helping others.
Drea: Ooh. Solid burn.

Drea: Those root veggies are like my children now.
Russ: S**t. I ate some of your kids yesterday.
Drea: No.
Russ: But they were delicious.

Gabbi: That’s the exciting part of getting to know someone. You’re a mystery until you’re not.

Gabbi: Oh. The orgy usually starts around sundown.
Eleanor: Really?
Gabbi: No. What? My brother is not that fun. Good to know you’re down though. Enjoy the cool kids.

Eleanor: I want her to like hit me with her Tesla and then reverse back over me.
Drea: I want her to stuff me like a taxidermy doll, and then mount me on her wall like a prize.
Eleanor: I want her to hide my body in the woods, and then start the search party trying to find me.
Drea: Ooh. Good one.

Drea: Do you feel amazing?
Eleanor: Incredible. I know it’s bad, but watching them escort Carissa away was like one of the best moments of my life.
Drea: Yeah, the Glennergy really leapt out.

Drea: I’m just so angry all the time. There’s this knot in my chest. And the Max stuff made it worse, but it’s always been there. And every day, I feel it getting tighter and stronger. And I feel like it’s choking me. Sometimes it just hurts to exist, you know? I just want to feel normal again.
Eleanor: Yeah. I know exactly what you mean.

Drea: I didn’t know you were an artist.
Russ: Yeah, well, you don’t tend to ask many people questions about themselves.
Drea: Okay, rude. But fair.

Russ: All I’m saying is, don’t equate your worth to some archaic idea of what the best means.

Max: Now, as we all know, Valentine’s Day is inherently patriarchal. It is heteronormative, and, honestly, it’s kind of isolating, because you shouldn’t have to have a special someone in your life to feel included. In fact, the most special someone in your life is you.

The Headmaster: [to Drea] I only trim my bonsai when I’m especially vexed. Poor thing has seen a lot of action this year due, in large part, to you. She’s going to be bald soon.

Drea: I can turn this around. This year is, I’ve been really distracted.
The Headmaster: Whatever you’ve been distracted with, I hope it’s worth your future. Because that’s what it cost you.

Drea: I felt violated all over again. There was only one person sadistic enough to send that article. It was clear. Max was hunting me for sport. Yale was the only thing keeping me from going for his throat, but it was open season now. I had nothing holding me back, and I was prepared to burn it all to the ground.

Drea: I’ve lost everything, Eleanor. F***ing everything!
Eleanor: What are you saying? You want to go after all of them?
Drea: Yes. Yes, that is exactly what I’m saying. They need to feel the consequences of what they did to me. I mean, taking away my social status, that’s one thing. But taking away Yale? Oh. They have to pay. All of them.

Eleanor: What about Max?
Drea: We’re going to kill him.
Eleanor: You’re not serious?
Drea: No, I’m not f***ing serious!

Eleanor: Spoiler alert, Drea snapped. When she lost Yale, a dark cloud settled over our friendship. She only cared about one thing, revenge.

Gabbi: Hey, are you okay? What’s going on?
Eleanor: I feel like I’m being eaten alive from the inside, actually. You ever look around and just think like, “How did I get here?”
Gabbi: Yeah. All the time.

Gabbi: [referring to her new look] It’s rad. Don’t get me wrong. But I’m still here for the Eleanor I met on the first day of school. I think she’s really something.
Eleanor: I’m sorry. The old Eleanor can’t come to the phone right now.
Gabbi: Why?
Eleanor: Because she’s dead.

Gabbi: All this s**t, it’s just armor. You know? Like, here, mine is seeming incredibly secure of myself, when, in reality, my whole I-don’t-give-a-s**t thing is just a front so no one can tell I actually care so much. Seriously.

Eleanor: In a shocking twist of events, it turns out everything I thought I hated was exactly what I always wanted. Sure, this started as me infiltrating Max’s group to help Drea. But at this moment, I just felt like I was surrounded by my friends, and all it took to get them was me trying to ruin their lives.

Drea: Eleanor was really pi**ing me off. We made this plan. I helped her get what she wanted, and now when it was my turn, she ghosted me?

Drea: Those people do not care about you. They’re not your friends.
Eleanor: Oh, is that what this is about? You’re jealous I’m with your old friends? Did you even remember that it was my birthday?
Drea: No. Okay? I didn’t. But, f***, why would I know that?
Eleanor: Because I told you yesterday. Because we spent an entire year together.

Drea: Every person in there will drop you the minute you do not serve them anymore.
Eleanor: Are you any different? At least with Max, I got a birthday party out of it.

Gabbi: [after overhearing Eleanor’s conversation with Drea] Hey, I guess we solved the mystery of Eleanor though, right? This isn’t your armor anymore. It’s just you. F***, I can’t believe I was wrong.

Erica: You know, I’m really glad that I get to see you, because one of the steps in my recovery program is to make amends with the people who I’ve hurt. So, Drea. Drea, Drea. From the bottom of my heart, I wish you nothing but the worst for the rest of your miserable f***ing existence. And I love your ear balls. I love them.

Drea: Erica. So good to see you. Hang in there, okay?
Erica: [as Drea is walking off] Sleep with one eye open, b**ch.
Nurse: Erica, return to craft time.
Erica: I’m f***ing coming!

Eleanor: Listen, was all this a little crazy? Sure. But I’m a teenage girl. We’re psychopaths. After the ring dinner, I decided to call it all off. Drea really seemed like she’d changed, and I didn’t want to hurt her. She was becoming my friend. But after she kamikazed into my birthday party, I realized Drea hadn’t changed. She was the same mean girl I met when I was thirteen, and she deserved everything that was coming for her.

Eleanor: [to Drea] So, I have some really exciting news. This whole thing, everything that we’ve been doing, I’ve had the upper hand the entire time. You made this pretty easy, I got to say. But that’s the thing. Narcissists are too focused on themselves to realize they’re being played.

Drea: Coming after me, the optics of that aren’t great. Rich white girl ruins life of scholarship student of color.
Eleanor: Oh, you’re so dramatic.

Eleanor: As you well know, rumors are not harmless little comments. Somebody says something in person, someone repeats it online, and then it just grows, and grows, and grows, until it follows you wherever you are.

Eleanor: And the worst part is you don’t even remember doing this to me. I told you the entire story, and you didn’t know I was talking about you.
Drea: What if I had remembered?
Eleanor: “What if? What if? What if? What if?” I wish more than anything that you had, but you didn’t. And I knew you wouldn’t.

Eleanor: [to Drea] I’m going to make sure that you are stuck with your pain forever because I know that I’m stuck with mine. It’ll be like our very own version of friendship tattoos. Except, you know, with trauma.

Eleanor: [to Drea] So, what do you think? Aside from the fact that this is all like targeting you, did I make revenge mommy proud?

Eleanor: Do you like this balloon? I was deciding between this and Elsa, but I kind of thought you weren’t an Elsa person. Although, you are a frigid b**ch.
Drea: You’re a psycho.
Eleanor: It takes one to know one.

Eleanor: There’s nothing vapid people love more than making other people’s tragedies about them.

Eleanor: I did it. Soon, Drea would be annihilated. What should have felt exhilarating
just felt rotten. I was so lost. I barely recognized myself. I mean, look at me. I did a costume change after I hit Drea with my car, but it was just too late now. The only way out was through.

Tara: I think you’re lucky.
Drea: What?
Tara: You got out. You’re free, Drea.
Drea: I don’t feel free. I feel like I got hit by a car. Oh, wait. I did.

Drea: Don’t forget, Nora. I created you, and I can just as easily destroy you.

Drea: I really thought I was different than them. Every time I did something mean, I told myself, “This isn’t me. This is just who I have to be to survive.” But that was a f***ing lie. It was just a story I told myself to make myself feel better about the fact that I was just a toxic b**ch.

Drea: We can’t erase what we did to each other, but I don’t want to hurt you anymore. And I don’t think you want to hurt me either. The only times I ever felt happy this year were when I was with you. You might be the only real friend I’ve ever had. And I know this probably means nothing now, but if I could go back in time to when we were kids, I would tell you, “You’re the coolest person I’ve ever met.” Because you are. And I will regret what I did to you forever. So, I’m sorry, Eleanor, for everything.

Max: What a heartwarming display of female friendship. I’m kvelling.
Drea: Did you just enter doing a slow clap, you cliché piece of s**t?

Drea: You really are the devil.
Max: Mean. It’s upsetting that my entrepreneurial spirit has to be reduced to such petty name calling.

Max: I put you through enough. I was just going to let it all go.
Drea: Really?
Max: No, not really. Why would I do that? I hate you. No, I know all your secrets now, so I’m going to use all the resources at my discretion to absolutely annihilate the both of you.

Max: Drea, you’re a conniving, selfish sociopath who just uses everyone around you to get exactly what you want. And so am I. Which is the source of the problem, because most people, if they met a clone of themselves, they would just be elated. But you and I, we would bury it alive. Which is what I had to do to you.

Eleanor: Drea, I’m so sorry.
Drea: No. It’s okay. I think we might be f***ed-up soul mates. I know I said taking him down wouldn’t make us feel better, but…
Eleanor: Oh. Let’s do revenge.
Drea: Let’s do revenge.

Drea: You know, all I ever wanted for as long as I can remember was to get into Yale. But right now, in this moment, all I can think is, “Who cares?” I don’t want to be that person anymore.

The Headmaster: May I let you in on a little secret? Your whole life, you’ve been cocooned. Everything you’ve done, everything that’s happened to you, it’s brought you to this moment. And now you’re a butterfly, a beautiful kaleidoscope of trauma and resilience. I know it feels like hell, but you are never more alive than when you’re seventeen years-old. F*** figuring out who you’re meant to be. Stay lost as long as you can.

Eleanor: Do you think it’s like totally bonkers that we’re missing graduation?
Drea: If by “bonkers”, you mean “amazing”.
Eleanor: That is what I mean.
Drea: Also, who says “bonkers” these days?
Eleanor: Cool kids.

Drea: [mid-credits lines] I think I’m going to join the Peace Corps.
Russ: Really?
Drea: Yeah.
Russ: Wow. What do they do?
Drea: You know, they restore peace. And lots of core work, you know, Pilates, yoga.
Russ: Awful.